Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

they institutionalized her doesn't sound too bad, does it it's the PC way that families use, when they really want to say, Oh, you didn't hear she's in the nut house they put her on a weight loss diet it was called Thorazine and Shocks let her watch plenty of TV this is how she learned to trick them...

packed full with good images...especially liked "fall in black and white" which would have definite impact here in the mid atlantic.....keep 'em comin'.......

this is great, what a time capsule of happenings.....these times of youth ( I assume) were so vivid, as we tried to piece it all together , make sense of the world aided by the artist's takes ( and LSD, of course).....a time of awakening for sure....how lucky you were to be in San Francisco...i came...

one can assume that there is a taste of humor in this, but you cannot miss the bite of truth that is inevitable, and that awareness could make one wonder, why bother......and I would concur with you that Dr. Death is an ominous fellow....
so what do we do ?....the answer is obvious.....PARTY!

what if photography was suddenly banned men and women left with only words and then all the paintings in all the museums were destroyed, and poets and writers were now responsible to paint new pictures to replace them, and then it was made illegal to own writing implements, brushes paint, ink ,crayo...

an intriguing story rife with emotion and innocence, a child perplexed by the puzzle of adult behavior, marked in time by the musicians on the scene.....has an authentic air about it...

nautical wisdom is important if you don't want to drown...liked the metaphor....

burn the sage and walk where you want to walk....and think like you want to think, and be who you want to be, or not to be...that is the..........fill in the blank

another image-laden romp through the thoughts of someone on a journey ....enjoyed it c-soul....

there came a time during the run for bankruptcy during the time all the houses were lost to the barons of Capitalia, handled so effortlessly by the same thugs excused from paying their fair share that the news was no longer news just scripted verse to calm citizen fear or flare it up as needed, the ...

don't want to be macho anymore in that that dumb-ass stoic way don't need to stand up to torture just to prove I'm capable, don't want to feel new guilt trips from not being inspired to fix that dripping faucet or urges to shampoo the carpet after lifetimes it seems of slow death at the wheel of the...

any relationship ( not necessarily a marriage) has its highs & lows...the good stuff can be really good and the bad stuff.....well...the bad stuff can make you sick.... I get very vivid images of your walk....strolling along the beach...liken it to "people-watching" at the airport...trying to imagin...

very good images illustrate the erotic thoughts that wander through us all, I suspect, in a way that makes taboo constructs seem inevitable.....well done

thanx for the nice comments all....snowman, dadio, short timer, much obliged

short timer...thanx for the great picture of Lady Fortune and for the way you linked this to another one of my poems.....appreciate the investment.....

the power of music is so alive in this, the driving catharsis of the right combination of instrument and voice...the lyrics that soothe the beastly mood... we all have our rock anthems that always work.....and the poem is great metaphor for hope, the determination to move forward, aided by letting h...

enjoyed your response to this c-soul......a poem that I feel is open to many interpretations......aaah the beauty of metaphor......and art.....we release it to the universe, then sit back and see what happens........thanx for the feedback